A/N: Sorry I went on a little unexpected mini vacation. Posting's getting a little harder with spring sports setting in now, and writer's block is starting to take hold, but at least I have an idea what's going on in the next chapter. I might have to start posting less, and probably only on weekends.

But… I'm not going to post the next chapter until I get at least five different reviewers. Yeah, that's right. I went there. And those reviews that are just "Love your story" or "update soon" do not count. I want real reviews. Just one full sentence. Now is that too much to ask? No. It's not. So review.

*Young Justice*

M'gann gasped. Foreign or not, those red dots on her teammates' backs were not exactly disco lights like she had seen on those old sitcoms from Earth.

Cheshire took advantage of the situation to run to her coworker, rather than tussle with the Martian again.

"What's the point?" She asked the man beside her. "It only takes more effort to kill them."

Sportsmaster snorted. "It takes even more effort to leave them alive and let them meddle. We'd be better off with these four dead."

Cheshire sighed. "And they were such fun to play with," she turned towards the man. "Don't you think?" Sportsmaster rolled his eyes, and in the process, didn't notice the dots disappear off of Robin's chest and Superboy's back.

Sportsmaster pulls his sword out, brandishing it in front of his face- as if to judge just how to kill the sidekicks- and laughs again. "Goodbye, little heroes," and as he raises his arms to whack at the Boy Wonder, Artemis slips in through the window and Bluejay busts through the door, and Robin brings up his eskrima sticks to the sword, sending off the blow. Bluejay lunged at Cheshire from behind, tackling the assassin to the ground, and rolling with her on the ground as they clawed at each other, throwing in a few punches (which, Robin believed, would have drawn a "Cat fight!" from Wally had he been there).

Superboy lunged at Sportsmaster, but he dodged efficiently away from the boy. He glanced back at his partner, turned, dropped a handheld device- drawing a "Grenade- duck and cover!" from Robin- and called over his shoulder, "That's our cue, little girl."

Cheshire growled, slapped Bluejay away again, and scrambled after the man, shooting a death glare at their unconscious target and slithering out the window. Growling, Bluejay bounded after her, but stopped when she reached the window they had exited out of, finding it empty.

"How did you guys know we were here?" M'gann asked, once Robin determined that the device that Sportsmaster had dropped was just a hoax to give the assassins enough time to get away.

Artemis looked out the window with Bluejay. "Bluejay kind of freaked out when you and Kaldur didn't show up after your shift ended, especially since you live at the Cave."

Tasha, in the frustration of losing Cheshire and Sportsmaster, slammed her hand against the wall- one of the pictures of Hart's family dropped to the floor. The others cast a weary glance at the shape shifter, who shrugged at them in apology.

Robin checked on Hart, who lay next to her couch with her cat in her lap, and called to the others, "I think we should call in Batman for this one."

***YJ***

"So let me get this straight," The Dark Knight said gruffly. "You let two assassins escape, as well as traumatize the only legal defense we had against Connor Brandt." They protégées didn't answer; they had given up trying to explain themselves to The Batman. Instead, the six just shrugged, and received the BatGlare. An observing Wally tried to stifle his snicker, but was heard by the intimidating overgrown bat, and he received the BatGlare as well.

When the superhero was done lecturing them later, the others glanced between themselves, shrugged, and headed off in their own directions. As always, Megan headed to bake more cookies and Superboy headed to the lounge, while Robin, Kaldur, Bluejay and Wally headed off to the Zeta-tubes. However, before Wally could enter the tube on his own turn to leave, Artemis grabbed him by the lapels of his shirt, and pulled him after her, stopping outside of one of the doors and hissed, "We need to talk."